Ye Zhen finally understood that provoking resentment of men is not rational, provoking a desire dissatisfied man more irrational.

"Ah Zhan A Zhan... "

She knew that it was useless to ask for anything today. He would not let her go easily.

"Ye Zhen, do you have heart after all?" Mo Rong Zhan took her hands away from him and pressed them tightly on her head. Then the light from the dim light outside was staring at her delicate face.

She couldn't help but cry, "a Zhan..."

"Don't call me." Mo Rong Zhan's voice was hoarse, "what you want more than to stay with me is to go out to sea freely, don't you?"

"No No Ye Zhen choked and said, "I don't want to stay in Chengde villa like being under house arrest. I go out to sea because I don't want to have a day's blame on you. I've always been at sea free, but my free side needs you to be at ease."

Mo Rong Zhan only felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He tried to kiss her back until he could hardly breathe. His thin lips were still stuck on her lips, "Ye Zhen, is this your punishment for me? Why do you become the devil in my heart? I can't let you go. "

Ye Zhen bit him weakly, "can't put down, must put me in the heart."

"Are you willing to return to my heart now?" Mo Rong Zhan's tone is extremely resolute.

"Answer me, would you like to return to my heart?" Mo Rong Zhan was not moved.

"I'm in your heart." Never left!

When the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the sky outside was already slightly bright.

Both of them were sweating, and the sheets were messy. Ye Zhen had become a pool of mud, and fell into the arms of Mo Rong Zhan. He was so tired that he could not open his eyes.

Mo Rong Zhan let Hong Ying and Hong Ling outside bring hot water in. The two maids knew he was here last night and went to the side hall with great insight.

Hot water soon came, Mo Rong Zhan embraces Ye Zhen to wash away the sweat on two people's bodies.

"Wuwu..." Ye Zhen lies on Mo Rong Zhan's shoulder and sobs.

Mo Rong Zhan's heart was tight, "what's the matter?"

"I feel bad. I feel bad." Ye Zhen scratched in his chest.

"What's the pain?" Mo Rong Zhan took her clothes and put them on her body. Her big hands were checking her. She shivered and her cheeks flushed in his arms and cried low.

Mo Rong Zhan was stunned. He immediately understood what was going on.

"It's all right, good boy. I'm going too hard today." Seeing her in his arms like a rose in full bloom, his heart finally became soft and steady.

The light has been lit in the bedroom, and Mo Rong Zhan can see that all the people in his arms have been able to lead 100000 elite soldiers to dongqingguo, but they still look pretty. It seems that no matter what she becomes, there is still his little girl beside him.

"Ah Zhan, it's hard." Ye Zhen called.

Mo Rong Zhan chuckled and said, "where is it hard?"

"I feel sick all over." Ye Zhen calls a way, the child that can cry has milk to eat, she knows Mo Rong Zhan certainly does not want to see her afflictive.

"I'll be with you. Just have a sleep." Mo Rong Zhan said in a low voice, "it won't be like this in the future."

Hongying and Hongling bow their heads to clean up the sheets and listen to the tender voice of the empress. They all blush unconsciously, as if The empress can only act like this in front of the emperor. She doesn't find that she has such a side on weekdays.

The bed soon cleaned up, Mo Rong Zhan held Ye Zhen to sleep, he looked at her for a while, a little resentment in the heart finally disappeared, he sighed, "I rub for you."

Ye Zhen whispered, "you sleep with me."

"It's dawn. If I stay, don't you worry?" Mo Rong Zhan asked with a cold hum.

"What are you worried about?" Ye Zhen eyes can't open, just ask vaguely.

Mo Rong Zhan sneered, "there is a man in the imperial concubine's room. What can I do if it reaches your ministers' ears?"

"You're my man, what's wrong here?" Ye Zhen tries to open his eyes and looks at the still handsome and clear ink face Zhan, the corner of the mouth is high and high.

"It's said that the imperial concubine's harem can accommodate many men." Mo Rong Zhan thought of what he had heard, and a stream of evil fire was scurrying in his body.

Ye Zhen scalp is numb, this word so quickly spread to his ear? She put her little hand around his neck. "I haven't heard of it. You're enough. I'm exhausted."

Mo Rong Zhan snorted coldly, and finally decided to let her go and gently held her in his arms. They gradually fell asleep.

Outside the palace, Hongling and Hongying stop two children who want to rush into the dormitory.

"Little prince, little princess, you can't go in and disturb your mother today." Hong Ling said with a smile.

"Why?" Ming Xi raised his small face and asked.

Hongying and Hongling looked at each other, "Niang is not feeling well today. She needs more rest."www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!